I've leaned too hard on my crutches
Wherever I walk I'm as easy to stalk as
a scrapper without the punches
And it tastes just like it smells
From the frist bite I could tell the cake
was poison
And it tastes just like it smells
From the frist bite I could tell the cake
was poison

Now in order to get around in a matter
that's sound
I have to throw all suckers
But the thing that sucks is that it only
works once
On one dumb sucker
And it tastes just like it smells
From the frist bite I could tell the cake
was poison
And it tastes just like it smells
From the frist bite I could tell the cake
was poison

I don't know why...
I took that bite...

With moves like an alley cat - "Hey are
you gonna finish that?"
We'll be knocking over garbage cans
But if they're home there'll be a change
in plans

I'm a habit former - should I structure
my life
With all good habits and a motherly
wife?
It's just another excuse so I can never
grow up
and I can pee in my pants like a two-
week-old pup
In my eyes my tears are all wellared
and I'm proud to admit that I'm a
cowardly fellar
You'll be taken care of if you admit that
you're yellar
Admit that you're yellar you admit that
you're...
You're yellar - you're yellar...